It was as if two thirds of the population had just snapped. They rampaged through town, crashing their vehicles, attacking and sometimes even killing each other. They set buildings on fire and the fire began to spread. They screamed and ranted about nonsensical things, some people broke down and began crying to themselves in a fetal position. A plane fell out of the sky and destroyed a swath of buildings and streets. Pokemon were also affected by this madness. People would call upon their Pokemon for aid and instead be attacked by their pets. The wild Pokemon ran through the streets attacking each other and anybody in sight.
Those that were spared from the abject terror that was springing up among the rioters were left confused and scared. Some banned together to try and stop the rioters. Most, however, took their Pokemon and hid. They waited for the riots to stop.
The riots did stop almost as suddenly as they had started. As people started to regain their senses they looked around at the destruction they had caused in confusion. They were bewildered by the damage they had caused in their madness, as if they had had nothing to do with it. But the lull in activity did not last long. All around, people began grabbing at their throats as if they were choking. They fell to the ground, one by one, and perished. Those that were in buildings were not spared. It seemed that the higher up people were, the more likely they would all be dead. The only place with the fewest casualties was in the subway system beneath the streets and in people's basements.
Most of the population of Saffron died that day and the city was left in ruins. Those who are left can still hear the cries of frightened people looking for loved ones. They can also hear wailing sirens and the various noises of confused and angered Pokemon. Some gangs of people have begun to take advantage of the carnage by looting and stealing and killing. Saffron is no longer a safe place to be.
Cassie
Cassie had been saved from certain demise when she had started to take in people who weren't acting completely insane in her small shop. The people who had come into her little Mystics Emporium were mostly holed up in the basement but a few had elected to stay and watch the streets outside through her window. A mother with two wounded Pokemon and a child with a broken arm had gone up to her apartment so that she could use the bed up there with her first aid box.
Cassie had been tending to her guests, offering food, water, and some meager medical supplies when she heard the screams and several thuds from the room upstairs. She had someone else hand out the supplies and ordered one boy to see what was on the news.
Cassie exited the basement of her shop cautiously. She looked around, unable to comprehend her situation. A woman, probably the one who had screamed, was holding the head of a large man in her lap. She rocked over the man, tears falling down on him as she cried and screamed.
"Wake up. Wake up! Please, wakeupwakeupwakeup!" Two others, teenagers who had decided to watch the street to see the action, also lay upon the floor not moving. One little girl was hiding behind the counter holding her ears with her eyes closed tight.
Cassie, bewildered and scared, walked over to the little girl. She knelt down and put her hand on the child's head. She could feel the terror the child felt. She felt worry for 'mommy and big brother' but she knew that the woman over there was not mommy and that neither of the teenagers was big brother. She hushed the child and stroked her hair. It was enough to calm the poor girl down. The girl began sucking her thumb and grabbed Cassie's hand.
She stood and called down for some of the men in the basement. "We've got trouble!"